A map of pathways, which do I take?

A journey a plenty if the most you can make

Smell the roses and dance in the rain

Don't forget to say thanks for the hardships and the pain

Beauty all around , what about whats not

Things gnarled, twisted and ready to rot

Look for beauty in whats left to be forgotten

Beauty in the pain found underneath the rotten

Pushing the limit to find out how much we can take

Bending  twisting , will it break?

Looking at the gnarled twisted trees see the resilience that we can be

Reminding what can happen when brought down to our knees

Hard to see through the dark and tangled forest

Yet, salvation we can be

When we embrace and love our pain

We learn who we can be